Epic Of Bee Chapter 37
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After a long session of kissing and exploring, the two of us got up and went back out to see Leah. She was doing some push-ups, but with her tail bobbing and her milk mommies getting pressed into the ground and it was hard not to stare or laugh.
Leah noticed the two of us and got up. She dusted off her engorged mangos, and the rest of her body then came over to me. She didn't say anything, but I could see the knowing smile as she moved behind me.
I let out a weird squeaking noise in pain as Leah started to comb my hair with her fingers. I guess the fun I had was not without its costs, but I was going to find a hairbrush!
Miasma was standing back from me and grinning, looking cute, and I couldn't wait to see what she would look like after. That reminded me that I wanted to ask Leah what she thought, but I was held in place when I tried to turn.
"Is there something wrong? I know that this doesn't feel good, but you should try to be a little more mindful during your extracurricular activities," Leah scolded me.
"No, the hair sucks, but you're right my fault, still learning about all of this. What I wanted to ask is about Miasma's Class choices; both of them are perfect choices, so I wanted to get a second opinion along with Miasma," I explained, and then gritted my teeth as Leah hit a stubborn knot.
"Oh, yes, Buzz away," Leah said absently, trying to leave some hair still attached to my head.
"Ahh, Beezli be damned, woman! I am not going to have any hair left!" I cursed.
"There, done. Now don't mess it up as bad next time! You are lucky it was me and not the girls," Leah told me, and just the thought made me shiver.
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Maybe they would be better now that they had grown up somewhat. I hadn't really had a chance to talk to them in much detail after they changed, but I would see them tonight.
"Okay, so there is the Bee-tective, or the Pollinator Classes," I explained, but both girls looked at me strangely, and I realized that neither would have any idea what a detective was, so I explained. "A detective is someone that looks for clues to help solve crimes or mysteries, and I think you know what a pollinator is, right?"
"Why is that a hard pick? You know that the girls and I can pollinate for now, but none of us have any way to help you figure out your problems, right? Because they are a MYSTERY to you?" Leah said with a grin, putting way too much emphasis on the mystery, but I got it.
"See, this is why I need to have other people around! What about you, Miasma? Do you like that choice," I asked, and I got a vigorous head shake yes from her.
I selected the Class, Miasma, and she burst with light, and I watched her body grow and shrink, giving her a far more curvy appeal. Her honey milk suckers had grown a considerable cup size, and I was kicking myself for not doing this sooner.
Her body now was similarly covered like mine was, but she had a collar that stuck up about ten centimeters. Then below her hips, a dark brown open-fronted dress streamed down. It stretched to almost touching the ground with a split in the back for her tail.
"Woah, you look more like a vampire than a detective," I said thoughtfully, feeling a bit envious.
She not only looked unbelievably hot, but Miasma's new outfit looked really cool on her. I kind of wish that I could get something that looks so badass.
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"Wow, that is quite the transformation, but I think we should get going back. If we hurry, we shouldn't have to stop to eat," Leah said as I noticed the pretty glass wings like my own on Miasma's back.
I nodded to Leah, and I knew what she wanted. If we made good time, she would be able to feed Riza, and that was cute. So, I looked over to Miasma and reached for her hand.
"We will just fly a bit up from the ground and follow Leah, okay? You can hold my hand," I said to her with a smile, and she took it willingly.
As we lifted off the ground, I noticed instead of the yellow-banded stripes, the white skunk stripe had been replaced with yellow. I pulled Miasma forward, and Leah let me lead so she could watch us.
"I can't believe that I can fly! I have the bouncing skin bag covers just like yours too!" Miasma said with excitement, but I was concerned about the name for her fat hammers.
Maybe I wasn't much better. Hopefully, I would meet more cultured women in the future for My chest eyes. Wow, the new worst titty name achieved, but I shook my head free on the dueling melon thoughts.
The trip took over an hour this time. it was a nice flight back, but I was starving by the time we reached the village.
I was ready to suck Messia's face off I was so hungry! Then when I saw her, I dragged Miasma down to the ground.
I didn't want to worry about her floating off, but she was probably a better flyer than me already. Not surprising, everyone seems to be getting stronger but me, and I couldn't say that it wasn't a bit frustrating.
After getting on our two feet, I turned and gave Miasma a quick kiss, then turned, and Messia was already walking over to me. I jogged over, and I could see that Rize was already kissing Leah, and I went only Messia's familiar embrace.
"You look very hungry," Messia to me with a smile. "What were."
I cut her off with a kiss, and the jelly rushed into me in a blissful rush. Messia's jelly was always the Bee-st!.
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